#Also I'm brode

[rvstyartstar]

hey pals I'm trying to get out of artblock so...

I'll draw any(fictional or real) cowboys of your desires!

[twotailednekomata]

A quick sketch of Holt Cook and Ash, from Songs of Chaos by Michael R. Millar.

[thequeenofmyownscreen]

Embroidery updates : a cat in needle painting !

About a month ago, I finished this project of a cat in a hoop, needle-painted, and gifted it to a colleague at her retirement party. It was my 1st time using this technique, and I think the result is pretty good.

This project started about a year ago, with me wanting to learn this technique... and not really having an end goal for it lol. So I bought Hiroko Kubota's book : Embroidered Cat in My Pocket (the French version is Brode un chat dans ta poche, at Les Éditions de Saxe). And I just started slow, not knowing where I was going. Here are some creepy photos of a cat without eyes (the quality is not ideal but I don't have any other photos of the WIP) :

Then later in the year, my dear colleague announced she was leaving, and suddenly I had the best idea ever : why not gift it to her, since she likes cats and has an artistic mind ? This meant, of course, that I could no longer dilly-dally, and so I finished just in time for her retirement party. (And yes, I worked on the Laudna blouse in parallel, the summer was very complicated guys)

I didn't know how to finish it properly on the back, so I watched a bunch of Youtube videos, cut the fabric very close, glued it on the hoop with clothespins to keep it in place, and cut a cardboard circle and glued it on the hoop on the back.

My colleague loved it.

More details under the cut !

The posture is maybe leaning a little bit too much to the right, but once I started, there's nothing I could have done.

The colours on the ears are a little weird (the darker colours should be on the inside, not on the outside) and that's because the book used Olympus thread - that I cannot find here in France easily - and give a chart for DMC threads equivalency... and the chart is not very well done. Some colours are not the same at all, including the ones I used on the ears. But I started by the ears, and again, once you're in, you're in !

I'm mostly proud of the general fading of the colours, especially on the body, and I think I managed to give to this project the texture desired : like a cat's fur !

It was a good intro to this technique (oh yeah btw : 1 strand only, with size 10 embroidery needle, a combination of long and short basic stitches, except for the whiskers that are done in split stitch). And I will continue to use the book and the things I've learned, but also coming back to traditionnal embroidery... because yes, needle-painting is great, but it takes so much time !!

[delusionalmultifandomwriter]

I'm alive!! Yay!!!

I apologize that i have been inactive for the last couple weeks but university started again and it was a mess.

Also, my mind has been broding over a completly new WIP involving this treasure:

(He's my baby, he is awesome!! (fight me on that))

Stay tuned and as always, requests are open (of course also requests that are not Star Wars!!)

I love y'all, have a nice day <3

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[masterhandss]

Rufus(sora) & Raphael as Double Face

this was a really random idea but I swear it works so well it’s driving me insane (original sprites are from the enstars wiki)

[stagkingswife]

How does one get really started in Deity Work? Sorry for the brode and vague question, I don't know how much detail to give.

So “deity work” as you put it is a very vague term for a very broad category that covers both spiritual/religious practice and potentially secular practices. One could worship a god, one could devote oneself to a god, which is like worship on steroids in my opinion. One could exchange offerings and services for payment and favors from the god, but hold them in no higher regard than any other spirit. There more subtleties and nuances, of courses, but in broad strokes, this is enough to be getting on with. For a personal example: I’m devoted to two gods, worship another 9, and work with just about any who approaches me in need of my services, excepting a short blacklist. If you want to start engaging in some sort of divine relationship, my advice is to start by thinking about what type of relationship you would like. Do you want that really intense devotion that almost takes over your life sometimes? Do you want a casual worshipful relationship, where you pray to the god and leave offerings but that's the extent of the relationship? Do you want to be more mercenary and trade offerings for help with spell work but not worship the entity? Knowing what you want from each relationship will help define the nebulous phrase that is "Deity Work." As for actually getting started, that's often easier than define what you want from a relationship, any relationship. If there’s a particular god you’re interested or a particular pantheon I always feel the best place to start is with their myths and any scholarship on the culture(s) that worshiped them. You want to be as familiar with those as you can be. It will help you to know how to pray and make offerings to them in the correct context, if reconstruction is the route you choose. Even if you approach them from a more neo-pagan angle this knowledge will also help you to vet that you’re actually dealing with who you think your dealing with. Then it will help you understand what other have experienced with this entity, and to identify what is UPG vs what is represented in the myth and history. (Though I should specify here that when I say research I mean the kind you would do for school, in books and on reputable websites, asking others for their experiences will more than likely get you other people's UPG, which I don't feel is a good place to start from.) Finally, once you know who you want to contact, and what you want from them, you just start. There's no training wheels for this, I'm afraid. Start praying, start making offerings, starting doing whatever it is that you feel like you want to do connect to the god(s) of your choice.

[icouldntfinditsoiwroteit]

If your requests are open, can I please request a yandere Pepa imagine/hc list for a jealous Pepa seeing reader be friendly to someone in the village and deciding to punish both of them? Can’t get enough of obsessed dangerous Pepa! :3

So I'm not sure if you wanted either a platonic or romantic Pepa soooooo I made both but I hope you enjoy

Romantic: In this, the reader is the same age as Pepa, you both grew together in Encanto and while everyone had thought you would not get along due to how contrasting your personalities were, you got along incredibly well, while you had always been reserved with your emotions, the way that Pepa was so open with them helped you come out of your little shell, that is until Pepa got her gift and had to start controlling her emotions and hiding them away, so it was your turn to help her, this dynamic made you closer as the years passed and made you both rely on each other in some kind of way.

You both became incredibly possessive of each other, one couldn't talk to anyone with the other, especially strangers, who knows what they wanted from you of her, you honestly could never take it when she entered in a relationship with some new guy, and you had to admit it irked you that any time you got any kind of interest towards someone she would not only give you the silent treatment and get angry at you as you had betrayed her until you apologized and cut off any communication with the person, all while she went in and out of so many relationships, but of course, you didn't sit still during those relationships, you were the main reason most if not all of those relationships failed and when Pepa came running back crying, you would receive her with open arms.

But there were punishments, many, when you "betrayed her" and she was in a previously bad mood, she would stop seeing you altogether knowing that this was torture for you and even if you didn't know her entering so many relationships was another kind of punishment, although if she could get away with it she would give you some bad food to sicken you.

As for you, you would always console her after another relationship burned down at your hand, but you would also begin to tell her how it was all her fault, how only you could tolerate her, and stuff of that nature which if it wouldn't bother that many others, it was as if stabbing her in the stomach multiple times, and you would threaten her with the fact that one day you won't tolerate her anymore.

This became a routine for the both of you until a certain young man came to Encanto and managed to unintentionally charm both you and Pepa, he never even mentioned Pepa's cloud or anything and he never pushed you or demanded brode shows of emotion that so many even your family demanded of you, one night you and Pepa began talking about this charming young man and the way that you both not only thought that he would be good for each other, but to the both of you, the mere thought of him going away or ending with someone else was unbearable, but it is easily fixable.

Felix Madrigal, it has quite the ring to it, he will fit in just wonderfully.

Platonic as friends/siblings: For this part, I decided that Pepa will be younger than the reader by like three years, so you will have met little Pepa since she was a tiny little baby and due to both Alma and your mom being friends, you were both raised not only together but you would take an older sibling role for not only her but Bruno and Julieta too, but even so Pepa had always been attached to your hip to the point where you would have to ask Alma for help since you still had to get home.

You helped her when she started any relationship and was always supportive even if you thought the guy was a jackass, if only this behavior had been reciprocated, any time you began any kind of romantic relationship Pepa would throw tantrums and go as far as dirtying the person's image for you to stay away from them, even your friendships were not safe from her jealousy since she would take as much time as you had, making it hard for you to have any kind of social life, and even if you tried to explain to her that you would never leave her or even tried to set boundaries she would guilt-trip you like there was no tomorrow until you thought you were the bad guy of the situation.

Her punishments wouldn't be many, since you were her big sibling and she didn't want to hurt you, but breaking your things was another story, she once even teared the skirt that your late granma had gifted you for getting a bit to close to a guy and for trying to distance yourself form her.

You are HER big sibling and NO ONE is ever going to take you away from her, no matter what.

Platonic as mother figure: She met you when you had been playing with Camilo and she immediately fell in love with the brightly smiling child that you were, of course, she didn't snap for a big chunk of your life, but even then there had been small glimpses of not only a sort of obsession and overprotectiveness but also she slowly became very controlling of what you did, she always thought that a child should enjoy their youth and explore their surroundings, but she didn't want to see you hurt EVER, so the fact that you were not only prone to small accidents since you were always looking around for adventure, you loved flying away from the safety of her arms so much, she almost felt you were actively searching for danger, and the fact that one of your friends encourages you doesn't help, she will make you stop seeing that friend altogether and give you something that will sicken you and made you bedridden so that she can take care of you.

This won't do, even if she loves you curiosity for everything, you need her to keep you from danger, so she will, even if that means having to cut your wings, it is for your safety, can't you see that this is only because she loves you?

[wandering-wolf-zaeyi-blog]

TMI: What do you think of that little dancer from the faire?

“The little dancer? I think she is kind and considerate really, she could have had me beaten I bet for being in that tent, regardless of a mishap that had happened before.”Chuckling softly at this.” Interesting and someone I wish to get to know more of. Also, be taught… Hopefully, she has lots of patience for someone like me. To think that she’d offer in teaching, I was kidding.. well somewhat, I really do wish to know the bow and arrow. Also, something to rely on other than magic.”

Pressing his lips into a thin line, thinking and remembering.” Her words seemed to be spot on, with ways of healing other than medics and alternatives… Something that one can watch or even do to express so many emotions that they could be feeling. To lay that all out with people just in awe cause of the dance when you could be telling a sad story. Ah, shit, I'm rambling. I… I haven't really talked to someone who didn’t just turn away when seeing me.” shrugging lightly.” Its warm and inviting, the persona she shows is all fun and free spiriting. Something I’d like to keep around really.. and also protect, though I’m damn sure she could protect herself. I’ll just be there if needed.”

Blushing some now he rolled the brode shoulders some, something that seemed slightly unreal with the past friends he’s had, let alone his own family it was refreshing to have someone that see’s the world differently and wants to help others in their own way and talents. Admiring.

| Mentions- @void-dancer |

[squaredancing-weston]

text || Brobastian (Week 2)

Bas: How about a mirror? I mean, I did tell you - it's a kink. Besides, there's nothing hotter than watching myself getting fucked - I can only imagine it'd be even hotter to see the tease. It's not often that I get to see what I look like with someone grinding into me and marking me up - dragging all sorts of sinful noises from me. That being said, still not a fan of getting no relief from this scenario. Not even a hand? Come on. I can handle that, at least. Glad you admit it - I mean, I know my willpower is pretty damn impressive, but it's been /two weeks/. I just need someone to fuck me into the mattress at this point.

Bas:[unsent] Fuck - this is /not/ helping.

Bas: How about things that are /actually/ funny? Seriously, if I have to hold your hand during your "comedic" routine, it's a sign that you need to give it up entirely. Actually, I've been having a musical marathon - although I've yet to stay awake during a full movie, but I'm getting closer. What, you have? Seriously? Two weeks? I can't even remember the last time I went a week. What else do you do on a Friday night? Hey, I'd rather quality. If Blaine and Hunter want to volunteer, then they're more than welcome.

Bas: Maybe it'll give me that extra kick of adrenaline that I need, Brodes. I can't believe you won't help me out here. I'm sure Blaine has a few kinks of his own. It's always the innocent ones, right? Guy could probably pull out some tricks that would surprise you. Really, Brodes? Necrophilia? You're really grasping at straws now, aren't you?

Bas: I know what a good ass looks like. I have a mirror.

Bas: You jest - but you'll see. I'll be back soon - don't worry your pretty little head about it. Hey, if I need to play it up to get to stare at my supposedly hot sub's ass all day, then I might as well. If my class is getting exposed to Julia Roberts, then the IQ drop might be worse than I thought it'd be.

Brody: That is true-- but I mean, can you fuck against a mirror? I feel like it would get all smudgy with a body basically rammed up against it, and no matter which way you're facing, you want really be able to see much of yourself, you know? So then you have to find a way to back up to get a proper view, but then you're not pressed up against anything but a hardbody and his dick, basically rutting you from the side-- because he wouldn't want to stimulate anything //just// yet, you know? So I mean, ass grabbing, absolutely-- like digging his nails in your concave backside for sure, kind of stretching it to get that exposure that your body fucking /knows/ means it's coming-- I mean, to the point that you're basically trying to grind up to get //something// on there, but since he's not directly behind you, and his hand's just barely too high, no dice, you know? And it's not like his tongue's going to be any use at this point, because like we said-- he's just basically using your shoulders and neck like a chew toy. I mean, you're basically going to be spotted by the end of this. And no, Bas-- you //don't// get a hand, because your body can't handle the exertion. That's why you're on bedrest, even though the guy you're with apparently only respects that to the point that he's holding you up so you're not technically bearing much of your own weight really. So that means your cock is fucking stiff and hard and just aching because you can feel what you want is //so// close, and your hole is just clenched because it wants to bear down on fucking //anything//. But you still have to wait-- that's how the game works. Oh yeah-- I mean, I appreciate you making sacrifices for my frailty-- now I'm just doing the same, you know? Well, maybe when you've been cleared to get //off// of the mattress, someone will agree to fuck you //into// it. Well not that one-- I'd pick a mattress with clean sheets.

Brody: [unsent] this is fun. I mean-- hot-- but mostly fun. I mean, I know it should be unbelievably awkward for a shit load of reasons, and I know we're //never// having sex again, but man I missed this.

Brody: I think quite a few people would agree that mocking your sudden kharmic celibacy //is// pretty damn hilarious. But I did offer to tweak the material if you wanted-- you're the one that refused because you don't want to put any effort into thinking of something funny.

Brody: Oh yeah? That actually sounds pretty awesome. How many times have you watched the hyenas' Nazi march then? I'd offer to throw some diversity into your collection, but most of mine is Disney, which I'm guessing you have, Rogers and Hammerstein, which I'm guessing you don't want, or ballet, which I'm not sure how you feel about that in your current state, honestly. I'm guessing it'd probably get you asleep faster. Have I gone two weeks without sex? Of course I have-- I have standards. Also, when I first moved here, I was in a bit of a funk, so Newbie Brody was also Celibate Brody until he finally started making friends. I mean, I could get myself off, so I wasn't in as bad of shape as you are, but you get the idea. You realize that just because you go out doesn't mean you //have// to hook up, right? I've gone home alone and been okay with it. Well, for SB's sake, I'd suggest you wait until he's actually made his move with Hunter-- you kind of owe him that much. Then you can try to insert yourself in there.

Brody: You don't need adrenaline, moron-- that's why those moms who lift cars to save their kids die of like a heart attack five minutes later. You need rest. And under no circumstances am I having sex with a sick guy-- that is just weird, and I refuse to do it. I mean, seriously-- would you? How can Blaine have kinks-- the guy doesn't even have a favorite sex position. I mean, maybe he can //do// them, but he can't //have// them if he doesn't have a favorite. Hey, //you// said Mountain-- I could bring up how you're so sexually frustrated you want to be mercilessly ass-raped to death, but that makes me sad for you.

Brody: So Blaine's hanging around a lot then? I mean, are you purposely angling him so you can get a good look, or...?[txt] Hey no joke-- I hope I'm wrong. I hope Dr. McMediocre Face says you're good to go and sends you back. It's quiet around here sometimes, and there's no one to mock between classes. I'd just rather not mock a guy that looks like he's about to keel over-- that sounds mean. Hey, if you don't like it, you're more than welcome to send her my way as an aide. I will gladly find ways to have her do something that doesn't involve reminding me that she's dim as sum. Well, just think-- at least they're not learning the //wrong// information, so you won't have to scoop all that out and rewire them?

[squaredancing-weston]

text || Brobastian (Week 2)

Bas: Yeah, mindset - I mean, you're right, thinking about someone teasing me like that - maybe tying me up, pressed right up against me and driving me crazy - that's gonna be super helpful with the whole sexual frustration thing. Then again, I did handle myself just fine with you, right? I mean, any time I caved it was because you were so desperate.

Bas:[unsent] And now I'm hard. Thanks, asshole.

Bas: When your humour is solely based /around/ my sexual frustration, you're hardly taking the focus off it, are you? Are you kidding? Not so long? Brodes, I haven't went two weeks without sex in /years/. First thing I'm doing when I'm feeling better is going out to get laid. God.

Bas: Hey, I need to build up some muscle strength. Maybe I could try riding you after all. That's some strong motivation to get me moving again right there. Please - like Blaine wouldn't enjoy the show.

Bas: [unsent] Blaine knows perfectly well how good I am in bed. He knew it before you did.

Bas: Like I said, I'd hardly need her to talk. But, hey, suit yourself. The more for me.

Bas: [unsent] Although in all honesty - I think I'm gonna stick to guys for a while. Less messy.

Bas: Clearly he underestimated how fast my body heals. Seriously, I'm fine - I'll be up and about in a few days time. Nah - you need to get sick to get that kind of privilege, Brodes. Fuck, I wouldn't be surprised if that's what they're watching in /class/. Real educational.

Brody: Exactly! like or if they just kind of pinned you up against the wall? Like tile, I mean-- or glass. Something cool to the touch and at least a little reflective. And I mean, arms above your head, hips grinding-- not quite aligned, because that would kind of ruin the image, since you don't have that sort of relief. But the idea of like just someone just like inches away from where you need them to be, fingernails digging into your skin, marking every inch they could reach with their mouth? I mean, your ear's right there, so not a bad time to just let you know how good it'll feel when you //finally// get to come, and how loud you're going to scream, and how the neighbors //might// have to call the cops. Oh yeah-- you did it for //my// sake. That's exactly what happened. Which is why this should be a snap for you. No problem at all for a guy with your will power.

Brody: [unsent] man it's a good thing this is an //emergency// or this would be an incredibly awkward thing to post on YouTube.

Brody: Well, I figured you were tired of jokes about bedpans and catheters-- what else can I joke about that's half as hilarious? I mean, besides sleeping, what are you even doing now? Are you serious? You haven't abstained for 14 days over the course of years? Now I'm as surprised as your students that Mono isn't an STD. Should I warn Blaine and Hunter that you're on the prowl, or is this less quality, more quantity kind of prowl?

Brody: Ooh- tempting. You know how those sickly types always get my blood pumping. Think I'm going to pass though, because I don't want to kill you right when you're so close to back on your feet. Also, I don't want to be responsible for sending Blaine to the mental institution because he can't handle your weird kinkiness. God, you'd probably try to convince him to help you have sex with dead people. I can't have that on my conscious, Bas.

Brody: Yeah, I figured it'd suit you better. Plus it might give you an idea of what a good ass //actually// looks like.

Brody: Of course-- your body wouldn't dare deprive you. Quack just doesn't get it. Glad to hear it. I thought you weren't //that// sick though? I mean, I can lay on my back for a couple weeks if that's what it takes to get a hot teacher's aide. Oh yeah-- or like Erin Brokovich. Because if it's based on a real story it totally is the same thing as educational, right?

[squaredancing-weston]

text || Brobastian (Week 3)

Bas: Sure, but it sends the wrong message. It sends the "I want to stay here and be your boyfriend" message. Call me overcautious, but I'd prefer to just sneak out and avoid the awkwardness.

Bas: [unsent] Besides, if it's such a good way to wake up, then why did you leave? I didn't sneak out on /you/.

Bas: See, you say that, but I still don't believe you. The whole denial thing used to be cute, but one day you're going to just have to admit it. I'm told repressing things is unhealthy, Brodes. As your friend, I'm concerned.

Bas: I mean let's be real here - I doubt the other guy would really be able to hold out anyway. Excuse me, better endurance? Come on, Brodes, you don't really believe that, do you? You've got to stop kidding yourself. We've talked about this - I'm willing to pretend that I wasn't far behind you, but I guess I've still got the whole youth thing going for me. But you still did good - there's no need to try to play it up. There's no shame in coming second. There's no 'in theory' about it - I'm going out on Friday night and I'm getting laid. This hell needs to end. I wouldn't be /lying down/, idiot - I /can/ sit up. And, hey, the nature of it is all up to you. No - as much as I know you'd like to see me shake my ass like that on stage - I was never that tacky.

Bas: I highly doubt it, considering that putting your emotional health in the hands of another person just sounds like a recipe for disaster.

Bas: [unsent] It was for me, anyway.

Bas: Sex makes me happy. I don't need to watch Twilight to get that. What? I told you I liked musicals. I don't get why you're surprised about The Sound of Music.

Bas: [unsent] As for Anne Rice... shut up. When you grow up in a house where your only company is maids and books, you read some weird shit, alright? Still better than Twilight.

Bas: Right, but the quality sucks. I'd rather have the real deal. So, therefore, I'd rather forgo Sweeny Todd in favour of some good movie musicals - or official Broadway recordings, at least. Hey - I didn't realise that sleepovers were your thing, but I'm glad you have someone who can cater to your needs. When you need the company of a real adult, let me know. Huh, do I detect a note of jealousy? I sleep with strangers for orgasms, not validation, but please, Brodes, by all means, enjoy slut-shaming me from your not-so-high horse. Sure - the only issue is that she's fictional, but I'm sure you and your right hand can take care of that pesky minor problem. No, don't worry - there's no need to cover up with your false confidence now. I mean I know that confidence is sexy and all, but it only matters when it's /real/. Hey, I didn't criticise. I keep telling you - just because I outlasted you doesn't mean that I had any complaints.

Brody: Ah the joys of //friendship//– where you and other person are familiar enough with each other and already know what you’re getting into, and therefore don’t have that weird assumption that you’re something you’re not.

Brody: [unsent] or at least usually that works– sometimes it becomes a feelings thing and then she also falls in love with her best friend and then you all end up together except you’re all miserable so you really shouldn’t be and so you try to avoid each other but one of you decides to try to kill yourself with frostbite and so here we are. God why am I handing you your argument? Shutting up now.

Brody: Yeah, moron-- //I'm// the one that keeps telling you that. Because this projection thing? Come on Bas-- you're better than that. Not a //lot// better, but there's something resembling dignity in that stick figure somewhere.

Brody: Really? You don't think someone could manage to keep that up? I mean, I'm not saying it wouldn't be a marathon-- you've got to be really invested in the game to pull off something like that. But there are people that feel like that sort of accomplishment is a goal in and of itself. I mean, you listen to someone finally cumming after that sort of tension-- there's a whole new high involved, I'd think. I mean, the muscle tension, the sweat-slicked skin, and then //finally/ opening a guy up? I mean, I get that you're an instant-gratification kind of a guy, but you can at least //hypothetically// follow the appeal, right? As for me, personally-- I'm sorry. I forgot that I let you have that one. You're right Bas-- you were totally just sparing me humiliation and so on and so forth. That dead fish routine was totally just for show, I'm sure. I'm sure you will, Bas-- I mean, Scandals is known for it's ridiculously low standards: I'm sure you could still hook a fish or two the way you look now. You're on bedrest-- in a bed. That's pretty much horizontal-- I don't dance on beds (literally). I mean, I have, but that was a stage prop-- not for sleeping. Although yes-- I did find more than just dancing to do on it. So, what? Now is just making up for lost time then?

Brody: Eh, sometimes it doesn't suck.

Brody: [unsent] sometimes it absolutely destroys you because they see things that you don't and make you hate yourself for it, but sometimes it doesn't suck.

Brody: Yes, I imagine anyone that's met you is aware of that fact. I imagine when you finally get married, it will be to a pharm rep who can get you an endless supply of little blue pills so you can //keep// being happy XD. So were you running around your little Dalton Dorm singing "I am 16 going on 17"?

Brody: Well, I mean, if you're looking to borrow quality, I still have my DVD of Into The Woods-- with Bernadette, obviously, not Meryl, no offense. It's a got a cutesy dark vibe, and it's New York

Brody: As for catering, unlike you, I have no problems with that, so if I //did// decide Saint Kurt was my style, at least it wouldn't be because I couldn't leave my surroundings. And regardless- how did you not not notice sleepovers were my thing? I cycle, peacock, and therefore sleeping over is kind of implied-- you of all people know that others sort of think you're an asshole when you creep out on them. And if I needed an adult, Bas-- you'd hardly be my top 10 pick. Uh huh, sure-- that's why you berate Spencer for not being a giver-- because you're only in it for the orgasms. Hey-- there are real life princesses. Are you telling me they don't sing to birds? I refuse to believe it. Well, I suppose you'd know more about real and fake confidence than me, so I believe you. So then, if my old ass got no complaints, and I was your best-- holy hell what does that make your norms? Sounds like hard times even without being sick, Bas XD